Chapter 19 Prince Zongshi (New Book Please Recommend and Support)

At this moment, Zong Shou felt as if his whole body was surrounded by flames.

The fire of the sun is pure and blazing, and it is an excellent external force for refining the primordial soul. But unless they are the top spiritual cultivators, the souls of the rest of the monks will disappear as long as they are illuminated by the scorching sun.

Therefore, the vast majority of monks, before the recovery period, use the moonlight whose power has been weakened countless times as a supplement to practice.

And using the bronze mirror to reflect the moonlight can also gather the sun's essence, which is several layers weaker than the moonlight. This is the method that I came up with six thousand years later. Relying on the art of reflecting the soul with the sky mirror, the person who created this art, with ordinary aptitude, was able to rise step by step in the end, almost stepping into the peak of the spiritual master.

In the era of Zong Shou's existence, this method has been spread everywhere, and almost everyone knows it.

It's just that the psychic powers of the four directions were weak at that time, and there were very few spiritual masters who could achieve something.

But at this moment, this method can just make up for the shortcomings of the Dafa of swallowing Tianyuanhua.

The bronze mirror is blurry and the reflection is not too strong. The moonlight is like water, and the glow is extremely cool.

However, according to Zongshou's original soul, it immediately made this smoky and misty soul disappear out of thin air, half of it, and the rest trembled violently.

Just as it was about to collapse, nine wisps of sandalwood rose from below. The green smoke wrapped Zong Shou's soul inside, making it stable again.

"It's so hot! It seems that the whole body is about to burn. Fortunately, this time, there is no need to worry about it. Sandalwood incense is prepared to stabilize the soul. Hey! These six bronze mirrors are already like this. But I don't know that the real sky mirror illuminates the soul. What kind of pain will the technique be? I really underestimated those spiritual masters in the past—"

The real technique of the sky mirror illuminating the soul is the "bright mirror" that will appear in the future as a magic weapon, which can be said to be seen in every detail.

And only six bronze mirrors are just the minimum requirement to be able to condense the sun's fine fire. But even if it was just like this, Zong Shou felt as if his soul had melted under the moonlight.

Zishi is when the sun's fire is at its weakest, and after two quarters of an hour, it will rise again step by step.

Zong Shou didn't dare to delay any longer, and manipulated himself with consciousness, and the newly condensed true soul seed rushed into the very center of the sun's essence fire.

Then I saw those impurities that had been mixed into his own soul with his swallowing Yuan Dafa, continuously turning into wisps of light smoke, rising and disappearing. Even if there is the remaining part, it is completely integrated with his soul.

Until this 'seed', there are no other variegated colors, and the deep purple is as bright as a gem. Zong Shou's soul thought sank into his body from the back of his head.

At this moment, Zong Shou felt that his five senses were suddenly more than ten times sharper. Within a hundred meters, all the sounds of leaves and insects are under his control.

Zong Shou didn't care too much, knowing that this was a temporary phenomenon after the true soul seed was successfully built, and it would slowly fade away after one night.

He hastily took a pill that had been prepared earlier, and took another sharp breath, inhaling the nine wisps of sandalwood into his lungs. Then the next moment, a sharp pain hit the back of his head, and he couldn't bear to live. The muscles of the limbs are also weak.

This is the disease of too much depletion of the original soul, the price that must be paid by the sky mirror soul art. Fortunately, the pill in the abdomen immediately released a hint of coolness. These sandalwoods also have the effect of warming and nourishing the primordial spirit, which relieves the pain a little.

After a while, Zong Shou gradually got used to it. Putting a blue spar between the eyebrows, looking at the almost flawless purple light spot inside, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This time he was willing to take a risk and cultivated with the technique of reflecting the soul with the sky mirror, although he almost died. But the harvest was far above his expectations.

"If only in terms of purity, my current Yuanhun might not be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with those "Huanyang" level spiritual masters? The soul injury will take longer to heal, and it will take seven or eight days to recover. Only two days One month is enough. By the time the Lingyun Sect opens the mountain, not only tire wheels can be completed. A spiritual master can also reach the state of concentration!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, as the angle of the bright moon in the sky shifted, the moonlight reflected by the six bronze mirrors also slowly drifted away.

Zong Shou waited for his physical strength to recover a little. Then he stood up and began to tidy up the magical instruments and talismans in the room. Not long after he started, a voice came to his ears.

"Brother Yin, although you are working for the king, you are still a human being, and even a descendant of a famous family. Why do you want to interfere with me in the disputes in Tianshan Mountain? Wouldn't it be better to just leave?"

"Just leave? Feng Xiao, I don't know who taught you this sentence? Is it Zong Shi, Zong Yang, or that Grand Master Yuan? Jun Shang, he misjudged you! I was wondering before, that mere Zong Shi Yu, how do you know the whereabouts of the son?"

Zong Shou didn't pay much attention to it at first, but as soon as these words caught his ears, his movements stopped.

With a little discernment, one can tell that the sound is coming from the side of a bridge sixty zhang away from this inn.

"This voice is Yin Yang, and the other person, I don't know where it came from? Listening to his words, it seems to be my father's subordinate."

Frowning, Zong Shou listened carefully. But that Feng Xiao was silent for a long time before saying in a calm voice. "It's the young master of Zongshi. After all, your lord has passed away. We people still need to live well. With the ability of the son, even if you become the demon king of Qiantian Mountain, you will only harm him. Brother Yin, you Why are you so obsessed?"

"Sure enough, it is him. Feng Xiao, you have some vision. This trick of borrowing a knife to kill people is also good. But now, that son of the clan is planning to let the son return to Qian Tianshan and be his puppet. If he still wants the son, die. Outside Qiantian Mountain?"

But Feng Xiao sneered again, with a proud voice: "The young master of my clan, known as the Tianhu clan, is the first genius since the emperor. He was less than twenty years old, and he has already broken the body wheel and entered the innate realm Appreciated by many elders of the Zong Clan. If you can subdue the Qiantian clans on your own, why do you need any puppets? If you can take your son far away and fly high, you will never enter the cloud world. The young master thinks of brotherhood, You can spare his life. But if you don't know what to do, you still want to plot to become the demon king of Tianshan Mountain. No matter how tolerant the young master is, you must take his life!"

This time it was Yin Yang's turn to be silent for a while, and the voice continued: "Brother Yin, the oath you made back then was to serve Qiantian Mountain until death, so why did you have to hang on a dead tree? What future does that Zongshou have? I know you want to take your son to join Lingyun, but in my opinion, Brother Yin may not be able to achieve his wish! If you turn to follow my young master, you may be able to protect your son— —”

Before the words fell, Yin Yang interrupted with a sneer: "Needless to say! Different ways do not conspire with each other. Now that I, Yin Yang, have confirmed my son, I will never turn to someone else. I will die without regret! Hmph, I am really ashamed to be with you!" You are like a group of people who betray the Lord!"

When he finished speaking, Yin Yang had already left without hesitation.

Zong Shou also shook his head slightly, not paying attention to the situation over there.

I thought to myself, this Yin Yang, I really don't know whether to call him loyal or stubborn. In fact, the method Feng Xiao mentioned may not be a method.

Wouldn't those words completely cut off the way out?

Then he vaguely recalled that after he was expelled from Lingyun Mountain, Zongyang and Grandmaster Yuan supported him as the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain. After that, it only lasted for a few short years before being overthrown by the Zong Shi in the two populations.

And listening to Feng Xiao's tone, it seems that the three of them have been predicted, and the ending of Qiantian Mountain this time is ordinary——

interesting!

Zong Shou smiled instead of anger, and the depths of his eyes turned cold again.